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fandomtownies2011-12-02 09:16 pm
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Art Gallery, Friday Night
It seemed that even an Auditor could only spend so much time as an individual before they started acting like one. Or, even worse, thinking like one.
For Myria, that meant picking up some slightly burned grain product and staring at it for most of the evening. As though she could figure out why humans seemed so fond of taking in nutrients in the most inefficient manner possible.
Taste was far too abstract a concept for such a literal minded being as an Auditor.
She frowned, picking a small corner off of the slice of bread before sniffing at it. Smell was easy. Smell was something that simply happened. Taste... into her mouth the bit of toast went.
And 'thud' went Myria LeJean as she passed out from something she could not even begin to explain.
[[Establishy and NFB!]]
For Myria, that meant picking up some slightly burned grain product and staring at it for most of the evening. As though she could figure out why humans seemed so fond of taking in nutrients in the most inefficient manner possible.
Taste was far too abstract a concept for such a literal minded being as an Auditor.
She frowned, picking a small corner off of the slice of bread before sniffing at it. Smell was easy. Smell was something that simply happened. Taste... into her mouth the bit of toast went.
And 'thud' went Myria LeJean as she passed out from something she could not even begin to explain.
[[Establishy and NFB!]]